All too late for his love

Chapter 312

“Mom!” Aaron’s tears rolled down his cheeks as he frantically pounded on Matthew,

He wanted to bite him, but no matter how cruel Matthew was, he was still the man who had raised him like a father. He couldn’t bring himself to bite Matthew.

“Let my mom go, Uncle Matthew! You said you’d never let anyone hurt her, so why are you hurting her now? You’re a liar!” Aaron screamed at Matthew, but his pleas fell on deaf ears.

Matthew was truly enraged with Willow. She despised him but still schemed to stay connected to him. This hypocritical woman had made him suffer deeply after her staged death.

Aaron’s death must have been staged as well. No wonder there were no ashes in the grave. Matthew felt ridiculous, singing “Little Star” at that empty grave.

Matthew felt like a complete fool, manipulated by her. He was, without a doubt, the biggest joke in the world.

foot. Willow’s body arched in pain, but the agony

Willow’s left hand. The bloody hand, with the permanently missing pinky finger, looked both

up her hand to see how badly she

coldly spat out, “Willow, this isn’t over.” He then opened the

leaving a cloud of dust that blurred Willow’s vision,

Willow while weeping. He was a

is all my fault. If

in a lot of pain? You’re bleeding so

so upset. She lifted her uninjured hand and gently pinched

I’m okay, Aaron.

know you missed Uncle Matthew. And you were

to listen to it now,

as he looked at Willow’s hand. “Mom, let’s go to Mr. Quayle’s. He’ll make sure you

late at night. “We have the ointment he gave us at home. I can apply it